So I says, "Well, them electric vacuums ain't gonna clean carpets by themselves." _____________ Ha, ha. _____________ What the fuck are you talking about?
Random Carved Pumpkin, I am so pissed now that Halloween is over.
I know, Generic Halloween Symbol! They'll forget about us until next year.
Now we have to step out of the limelight and let them have their day.
And people do their Christmas shopping 7 months in advance!They won't even think about US again until October! FUCK Christmas!
It's like this, Nick. We moved Christmas to April, and people are still getting worked up for it in mid-October. So now we're going to try moving it to July of years ending in 9.
All right, but then you know it's 5 1/2 years till you get your Polly Perky Punkin Tits doll.
Random Carved Pumpkin, I am so pissed now that Halloween is over.
I know, Generic Halloween Symbol! They'll forget about us until next year.
Now we have to step out of the limelight and let them have their day.
And people do their Christmas shopping 7 months in advance!They won't even think about US again until October! FUCK Christmas!
Hmmmm ... I don't know if this will improve our standing.
It's my final offer. You send us three ghosts and a zombie, and in return I'll give you two angels, a donkey, the Grinch, and a wise man to be named later.
I've got too much going on. For 2004, I'd better be able to see more on my screen. Goodbye 640 x 480, hello 1280 x 1024.
It looks like you're trying to change the resolution on your monitor. Don't you know that making all those objects smaller is hard on your eyes? I can't let you do it.
This year shall be different. No more 51-week-long drunken orgies with elves, reindeer and polar bears, culminating in me having to pull an all-nighter.
Good evening. We have a developing story out of New York City where a riot is going on right now. Let's go to Phil McCracken live on the scene.
I'm here with Red Thompson, who has been a witness to the carnage since the beginning. Red, can you tell us how this riot started?
Oh, no! Bad, bad Zoot! Wicked, bad, naughty Zoot! She has been setting alight to our beacon, which, I have just remembered, is apocalypse-shaped. It's not the first time we've had this problem.